Shattered Vows: The Betrayed Wife Takes Revenge

oom, sending a sharp spike of pain straight to the back of her skull. She blinked against the blinding li

rp breath, her teeth clamping down on her lower lip to trap the groan in her throat. The memory of the Pac

ck. She looked at the visitor chair beside her bed. She need

y cashmere blanket was fol

the rubber wheels squeaking against the linoleum. The nurse saw Catalina

atalina asked. Her voice

in the VIP suite right next door. The hospital arranged it for him.

uffered from severe nerve damage and PTSD. He had been confined to that wheelchair fo

rse said, checking the monitors. "Absolutely

e in the room felt suffocating. Catalina could not just lie there. Th

The machine began to emit a low, steady beep. She threw the heavy hospital

wave of dizziness hit her so hard her vision went black at the edges. She gripped the edge

ntire body weight against it and dragged her feet forward. E

. The low hum of the central air

The heavy wooden door was not completely shut. A narro

door open, ready to apologize to

miliar laugh drift

om the wood. That laugh belonged to Jami Me

breathing stopped. She leaned closer to the crack in th

e world s

for two years was standing perfectly straight in front of the floo

apped tightly ar

"When are you going to get rid of that b

ed, we won't have to pretend anymore," he chuckled, his voice low and conspiratorial. "At least th

p out from under her. Her lungs seized, refusing to take in oxygen. She slap

stumbled back to her room, every agonizing step fueled by pure, unadulterated adrenaline, the metal pole scraping loudly against the floor behin